Contract Marriage with My CEO Boss

Chapter 61

Chapter 61

They opted to eat dinner at the in-house restaurant the hotel offered, citing the cold weather and late hour as the reason for not wanting to go into the village to find anything different

Two steaks, a glass of wine and whiskey alike, and she and Kylan were walking hand in hand to their room once more.

The mood was light and relaxed, some of the tension had left her shoulder after her glass of wine.

"That was delicious, Kylan. Thank you" She smiled at him, her thumb tracing absent circles into the back of his palm.

"You chose the hotel, which means you chose the restaurant," Kylan quietly reminded her.

Is the hotel up to her standard? I didn't see you do your usual check for dust," she teased him, wandering into the elevator and watching as he pushed the bumon for the top floor. Kylan scoffed down at her. "It's fine, Katrina" He shook his head, but the comer of his mouth was turned up in a subtle smirk.

ting the other

She felt herself grinning, stepping out of the elevator when the doors opened once more. She walked to her room, neither of them letting go until they were inside.

They both readied themselves for bed in mach the same way as they had in Portland. She watched Kylan carefully remove his contacts, patting on the same pair of glasses she had gaped at before.

She washed her face, brushed her teeth, and privately changed into a pair of shorts and a sweatshirt. Kylan, to both her dismay and pleasure, wore only a pair of sweatpants again.

He followed his routine of doing pushups on the floor below, but she dutifully kept her eyes trained on her phone, choosing that moment to connect to the hotel's internet.

Do you

you know how Oscar is doing" she asked Kylan over her shoulder.

She heard him grunt on the ground and then she felt the bed shift.

"He's fine, Kate. If there was something to truly worry about, he would tell you." Kylan sighed and then stood to wash his hands in the bathroom

"Right. Of course." She frowned as she set her alarm for the morning and then plugged her phone into the wall with her adapter

She pulled back the duvet and crawled under it, relishing the feeling of the cool silk sheets beneath her skin. She was exhausted. Even with the time difference, she was certain she would fall and stay asleep easily.

glasses, setting them on his nightstand. He got into bed a fair distance away from her and she rolled

or that up.

still have nightmares, Kylan?" she asked him quietly, not sure if she was doing

ceiling, one arm propped under his head, the

Kylan's gaze was

do" came his curt

dealt with." She was honest, remembering just how distressed he sounded those nights in Portland. She

abdominal muscles pulled tautly. Tim sorry. That was inappropriate of me. You just.. Well, that's the name you called out" She rolled to her back, frowning

was a friend of mine, Kylan's soft voice

attempted to keep her composure, her heart racing in her chest in the

sorry. Kylan. For whatever happened with her, she said it tenderly, truthfully, and with complete

or the occasional passion when it was about

have to wake

annoyed, which she was glad for. "Good night, Kylan. I'll uh. you know, be here, if you have a nightmare," she said a little awkwardly, but it felt important to tell

did turn his body to face her, and she pretended that didn't impact the way her heartbeat in

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I'm sorry. No. I'm sorry, It's my fach. It's

up in bed, the

thrashing next to her, his chest glistening

more this time, seeing Kylan

Seeing g him

Kylan during a nightmare. Even still, she couldn't leave him to

over in the bed, gently taking hold of kylan's arm and pulling him into her as much as she could. It was awkward and clunky, trying to get her arm

against her, his head on her chest and her nails raking gently up and down the expanse of

thought Kylan was sound asleep again, no longer thrashing. No longer calling

do this Kylan mumbled

sounded broken, so much

do," she sofily replied, With her free hand, she raked at through his hair, gently pushing it away from his sweaty

whole body tense against her own. She didn't pause her actions, still combing his hair and softly scratching along

he seemed to melt, all at once. He heaved a great sigh

of his head. "I wish you would tell me what her nightmares are about," she admitted before she could stop herself

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